The Lens-Artists Photo Challenge this week is to show “What Is Magical To You?”
To join in… here are some things that SPLASHED EVERYDAY MAGICAL MOMENTS my way….
1) Splashed with ART from the fridge:

2) Splashed with YELLOW while watering the flowers in late summer:

3) Splashed with AWE to see Vinca – all pretty – looking at me – healthy – happy – blooming free.

4) Splashed with WONDER – to see spent blooms – exiting gracefully – with a colorful show
5) Splashed with GRATITUDE when I saw this Red Poppy on my mother’s purse:

5) Splashed with APPRECIATION when bloggers reminded us to value what we have:
5A) Sorryless (HERE) wrote a powerful 9/11 remembrance post about how “We are eighteen years removed….” and we need to continue to honor and remember — ending with, “Maybe faith is found inside the footprints of those who prosper the darkness so that we may gain the light.”
5 B) Author Sherri Matthews has a handful of remembrance posts, and last November (here) had this:
6) Splashed with QUIET REFLECTION after seeing a symbol of my faith in the shadows:
6) Splashed with MORE ART from a leftover juice glass
Thanks for stopping by –
To join the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, or to get more info, go here and use the Lens-Artists tag
Also joining with City-Sonnet photo a day:floral & colors: cocoa brown
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I love poppies and those quail eggs are so pretty (and so small!) I also try to find beauty in my everyday life. Makes each day that much better. Happy Sunday, Yvette!
janet
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Hi Janet – thanks
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There are so many things that make me happy! Like the red poppie and all the things nature offer us every day!
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thanks Valetta – and your sunflower brought many go us some happience to add to the mix too – 🙂
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Thanks, then I am happy too
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🙂
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I like the reflection, but I really like the juice glass.
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thanks Dan – it is actually wine – leftover from a guest – but I called it juice – cos that is a type of juice eh?
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It is, just a different point in the juice’s life-cycle.
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hahhha – that is sort of what I thought – you confirmed it – ha
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I love Vincas!
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Hi Jill – me too – especially at the end of August and into September – they are doing their thing….
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These are great! Especially love ths story about the Poppies. I did a story that had a red poppy field in it for I just love poppies. Loved the faith and shadows pic too.
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well can you share the link for the story you crafted that had the red poppp y- would love to have it here just in case someone wants it later…
and thanks for the nice comment.
My mother found another one in her purse – later on her trip – and gave it to me for the car
🙂
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Sure! Here are 2 links. For the story ended up being a 2 parter. When you read the 1st part, make sure you read the first comment from Colin. He felt compelled to add on to the story, which I felt fit just right.
Enjoy!
https://joyroses13.wordpress.com/2017/07/29/the-glorious-field-of-red/
https://joyroses13.wordpress.com/2017/12/07/once-upon-a-snowy-night/
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Yvette I love this post!
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thank you Lisa – and have a good week
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“with magical cocoa brown swirls and Jackson Pollock pearls”
THAT is delicious.
It’s hard to believe, but with so many of the WW2 veterans having passed, it is the Vietnam veterans who take up that revered stead now.
And may I say I am humbled, honored and filled with gratitude over your mention of my post. I am blessed to have made your acquaintance on the blogosphere. 🙂
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thanks sorryless – and I am also ” blessed to have made your acquaintance on the blogosphere” but I say that mostly because of the Cubano info (kidding)
and I was not sure how to reference your post – and glad it came out fine
and had no idea about the Vietnam Vets carrying on the Red Poppy propagation – I will be on the lookout
🙂
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The Cubano is good reason though, I wouldn’t hold it against you LOL.
It came out perfectly. Thank you again!
I will look forward to your reporting on this. 🙂
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A lovely post! From the fridge is a real treat…and I was very taken by the red poppy story and the veterans – and then I saw that the Vietnam Vets were carrying it on. ♥ So many magical moments in life.
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thanks for taking the time to read the post and some comments – I also was inspired by the Vietnam Vets carrying on the red poppy fundraiser – and will be on the lookout for them
and I did not get to taste the quail eggs – my son bought them from he farmer’s market and they were gone before I could snag one
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Haha, well, sometimes they buy things for us that they really want themselves…
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Lovely photos – I liked that buttefly!
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thanks – saw a few more of the small lemony-yellow butterflies today – they add such a fun vibe to the garden
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Great photos, Yvette, really well observed. And I love those remembrance poems. They always bring a tear to my eye. 🙂
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thanks AND AAME HERE ALLI – tugs the heart for sure
🙂
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…especially the Laurence Binyon’s For the Fallen that you’ve included here. It’s a central part of all the remembrance day services and parades over here. I always hear that with a huge lump in my throat. ❤
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Your post is a splashing success for the magical prompt. Your flowers are gorgeous – even those that have dropped their buds. Nice job, Yvette!
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Hi – you are pretty fast with the word play – the meat on busboy’s blog – and the splashing here – woo hoo – fun with words (and thanks for reading)
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LOL – aw, shucks, thanks for noticing :-)!
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😊
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Artsy magical, indeed!
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thanks
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😄😄
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I like the awe of the Vinca. Love grow together in big bushes.
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thanks YC – and only recently did I realize how lush vinca can grow –
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Ir’s so true, Yvette. It’s important to find magic in everyday life. It’s in unexpected places–as you express here in your post.
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Thanks Patti! 😊☀️
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Very nice – I love how you combined all the splashes of color with the narrative – even an ordinary glass with the remnants of dark-color juice was a splash of color – the poppies are so vibrant aren’t they?
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Hi linda – thanks for the nice comment – and you are right – this ended up being a colorful post!
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You are welcome Yvette – we need a little color as Summer is fading fast.
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This is such an interesting and also very moving post. The splashes take us to many places including places often overlooked ( the fallen flower petals) and then the splash of remembrance. Wonderful!
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Mon amie, what a wonderful post, splashed with the magic of a beautiful blogger so gracious and kind in sharing your heart so moved by all those moments in the every day that bring you joy. And then you share that same joy and meaning with us. I am honoured that you would share my rememberance posts here. Thank you so much. They are close to my heart, as you know and even better when we get the opportunity to share our hearts with others. And I wanted to let you know that poppies are still sold here in abundance every year for our November 11, Armistice Day, more usually called Rememberance Sunday. Street sellers with their little boxes and paper poppies are not so common, they used to come door to door usually veterans from the British Legion more often.Still do, but not so much. Usually now outside supermarkets and shops on the high street. I love your photos always, and the colour splash and sentiment here brings joy and smiles to my day. But I absolutely love your photo of your mother’s silk poppy and the story behind it and the conversation it led to between the two of you. Also that your boys got to experience the selling of those poppies when little and grow up knowing, as you quote, that ‘freedom is not free.’ Love ya… ❤
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